do you ever get confused about where your mental illness ends and where you being a piece of shit begins ?? like am i just being difficult or can i really not do that

you ever have that feeling where you’re lying down but you wish you could be lying down more

I mean I guess I could try dressing as an actual member of society, instead of a disheveled, hungover swamp witch, but the question is why

We’re Not Saying Do Right By Disabled People Because We’re Disabled, We’re Saying Do Right By Us Because We’re People

5 years ago i was a fucking mess & now i’m a fucking mess but at peace with it and with cooler fashion sense

life is so boring when you dont have any online orders coming in the mail to look forward to

let me tell u as someone with no impulse control the ‘treat yo self’ episode of parks and rec is very dangerous 

“spooky” is the perfect state of being. a step gentler than “scary”, a touch firmer than “odd”. more evocative than “interesting” but not leaning too far towards “eerie” or “uncanny”. spooky is nice and balanced. i like spooky things.

me @ myself: why is she doing this to herself

dont be a slave to the limitations of Halloween, be a macabre bitch every day

[is alive and has to do stuff because of it] hmmm don’t like that